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Dark: (charming smile that makes caged fan girls swoon) Sure, Menoumaru does not own the movie or DNAngel. Thank you. Now on with the fiction.
Thanks sweetie. Well ya heard the man, on with the show.
Chapter two- The club, the cheap booze, and a reawakenedhorror from nightmares?
Morty curled into a fetal position as she turned over in her sleep. -CLICK- from the front hall, then another. Her eyes snapped open wide.
She stayed silent, listening. Another sound, like the front door closing. She slowly reached over for the bedside lamp. She flipped the switch to the light, but a popping sent up small sparks drawing a small yipe from her, causing a red blush to rise.
"Okay, okay," she muttered to herself, stepping off the bed, standing still. "Face your fears….stupid, there's nothing."
Another noise from the hallway brought a chill up her back.
"Quiet," she ordered herself. Silently she moved out of her bedroom, towards the kitchen. As she entered she slinked across the wall towards the cabinet drawer. She opened it pulling out a large knife, listening.
She perked her ears as a new sound came, like footsteps, someone was in the living room. She moved towards the doorway of the living room. As she move a shadow passed the other way down the hall towards the bedroom.
She turned around clutching the knife, to see nothing, and no one there.
"Calm down, damned imagination," she told herself. She began to relax, that was until, she spotted her once closed front door slightly ajar, light from the hallway slanting through.
'I CAN'T TAKE THIS!' she moaned in her head shutting it and relocking it turning her back against it. 'I can't.'
Holding the knife to her chest she tiptoed to the hallway. A soft rustling came from her bedroom.
"Just do it," she ordered herself. "Kick ass."
She moved faster towards her bedroom, listening to the noises, outside her doorway. She poked her head into the room seeing her closet door open and a rustling from inside.
There was another noise from inside the darkened closet. Morty move into position turning on her flashlight, (A/N: Don't ask me where she got it she just does) and lunged fro the closet.
IN THE CLOSET, Riku Harada was on tiptoed reaching up for a box of shoes. She screamed seeing the light. Morty screamed as well, then a double scream as the two screamed in unison making Morty drop the flashlight.
"I thought you were out of town," Riku cried blushing as bright s her red brown hair.
"What are you doing in my closet?" Morty yelled, her heart racing.
She clutched the knife despite her trembling shoulders, both from fleeing fear and rising anger.
"I thought you were out of town!" Riku repeated.
"RIKU! What the HELL were you doing in my closet?"
"I just wanted your black pants," Riku said defensively. Morty turned on the hallway light seeing a pair of shoes in Rikus hands and her black pants draped over her arm. "But I am not ready to die for them!"
"Geez! That was heart attack time Riku," Morty groaned, not realizing she'd dropped the knife.
"No, when I put these skinny black pants on. NOW THAT'S heart attack time," Riku smiled, cattishly. (A/N: Ppl there all 21 so live with her slight change.)
Riku looked down in slight disturbance and picked up the knife with two fingers.
"Now we're going to put away the utensils and you're coming out with me," she said setting down the knife on the table side drawer.
Morty slopped down on her bed, sighing heavily.
"I'm not going anywhere," she groaned through overlapping strands of brown hair. "I'm fat, ugly, and depressed."
Riku snorted slightly.
"Yeah right, whatever," she smirked but it faltered. "what's wrong?"
"I think I hurt Dark's feelings…," she said sitting up.
Riku squatted in front of her, touching Mortys' hand.
"Listen, Morty. Darks…a great guy, a pervert, but a great guy, nothing against old Dark, but he's so….Dark. I mean he lives in Southport. Satoshi's a nice guy, too, and he lives right down he street."
She picked up the flashlight heading into the closet.
"There's nothing between Satoshi and me," morty argued, blushing softly.
"Nothing yet, YET," Riku smiled emerging from the closet holding up an outfit. "what we gotta do is keep moving. No time to mope around. I'm working at the club tonight, and you, dancing queen, are coming with me."
"No, I'm not," Morty countered, as Riku held up another dress. A strapless one.
"Fine then," Riku said stuffily and grinned. "Be fat, ugly, and depressed."
She began to dance around the bed causing Morty to laugh. She snatched the dress from her as Riku handed it over.
Loud music rocked the windows, to a point of shattering, of the teens college joint. Crowded with students dancing to junky music on the dance floor, and rivers of cheap booze.
Morty sat next to Riku at the bar as she waited for her drink orders.
Suddenly a strike of red caught her eye as a very familiar red eyed, red-head emerged from the crowd, red eyes flashing in a mischievous way as he wrapped his arms around Rikus waist. (A/N: Daisuke's 21, so he's not so shy no more, if you catch my drift.)
"You know what we should do right now?" he asked innocently. "Don't you Riku? There's got to be a place we can be alone."
"I don't know, nope don't think so. It's pretty crowded," Riku smirked playfully.
"Just for a minute?" Daisuke pouted cutely. His boyish appeal never did quite fade out. I have something I want to tell you."
He purred the last part, as he looked around for a dark corner, store room, or something.
"If you can say all you need to say in a single minute," Riku said in pretend annoyance, teasing Daisuke. "I don't want to hear it."
"I'll talk reaaal sloooww," Daisuke whispered kissing Rikus ear causing her to giggle slightly. The bartender walked up setting down Rikus drink orders on her tray.
"Ask her to dance, Niwa," Riku ordered softly jerking her head towards the depressed and bored looking Morty. Daisuke hesitated slightly giving Riku a confused look. "Go on."
She walked off, cutting through the crowd to deliver her drinks. Daisuke turned to Morty smiling softly.
"You're the most beautiful woman in the bar tonight, Mort," he purred cutely.
"And you Dai, are an unstoppable force of nature," Morty smiled, sarcastically.
"Yup," she said and paused for a moment before extending his hand, "want to dance?"
Riku emerged back from the crowd with an empty tray. She went behind Morty.
"Say yes," she whispered to her.
"No," Morty said softly.
"No, means yes," Riku told Daisuke from over Mortys shoulder.
"Dai I appreciate it, but have you seen me dance? I make the mouth-face and move the fingers…," Morty began.
Dai shrugged heading towards the floor.
"Worse come to worse, you can always stand there and watch me?" he suggested smiling cutely.
"Come one," Riku urged. "I'll take a break and we'll ALL dance."
Jamie danced her way through the packed and thumping crowd with Daisuke and Morty in tow. Riku smirked spotting a certain blue haired guy up in front of them. The guy was dressed up in a loose fitting shirt and pants, looking for all the world nervous. She gave a sly smile to no one.
"Well, what do you know? Satoshi Hiwatari looking' fine!" she grinned.
"Riku!" Morty cried, clearly suspicious, but having fun. "Did you tell him I'd be here?"
"Nope! I said you'd absolutely not be at this bar between 10 and 11 tonight, and then he came anyway," she said looking a little TOO innocent.
"This wasn't my idea," Satoshi said moving to them looking shyly at Morty.
"What?" she yelled, unable to hear over the music.
"I said, this…do you want a drink?"
Satoshi looked down as he and Morty stood there neither knowing what exactly to do.
"Where we come from, you have to at least talk to the, first," Daisuke snorted slightly.
He and Riku went out further on the dance floor leaving Satoshi and Morty alone. They looked at each other and then at everyone dancing.
"How about a drink?" Satoshi asked. She nodded following a few steps behind the guy. She began to relax slightly, and began to have a good time. She glanced up at the balconies sitting dwon on a bar stool. Her good feeling stopped as she saw someone in a slicker reflecting from one of the strobe lights watching down at her, intently.
She squinted for a better look but that second he was gone in the flash of one of the lights.
"You okay?" Satoshi asked over the music. Mortys face had gone chalk white and crestfallen.
'Will I ever have a normal time?' she thought compelled to move forward towards the stairs leading up to the balcony.
"hey, Morty?" Satoshi tried again. He looked over catching Daisuke and Rikus eyes. Worried expressions passed over all three faces.
Morty caught another glimpse of the slicker a she pushed through the crowd , and up the stairs.
She looked around, finally spotting the man in the slicker from behind making his way across to the other side. He sliced through the crowd of students and Morty, kept following as he turned down a service corridor. Once again she followed, frightened, but unable to resist.
She caught up as they reached the end of the corridor. Reaching out, she grabbed the strangers arm.
"Krad..," she breathed as the stranger began to turn around. A student turned to face her. Only a club kid in a tacky vinyl raincoat and hat.
"Hey, girly. You following me up here," he exclaimed, in a drunken come on. "Well alright."
Morty turned unable to stop the mad embarrassed blush in her face, wanting to scream at herself as she hurried down the hallway. Satoshi spotted her and tried following but he quickly faded back into the crowd as she disappeared.
Menoumaru- End to chapter three. Once again, big thanks to my ONE AND ONLY reviewer. TT.
DNAngel cast- (some drugged, some playing cards, Krad drugged and still tied up)
Daisuke- (sitting with Riku still angry and terrified of having to play Tyrell)
Dark- (sitting behind the drugged Krad braiding his ahir happily)
Menoumaru- Nothing? HMPH! Fine! Well stay tuned. Read and review PLEASE!
UN DRUGGED CAST- NOOOOOO! DON'T SAVE US!
)random door shuts blocking out screams)
